Knox Carson
Knox has never been normal
He's always had that itching feeling in his hands to strangle something... someone
He always had that dark voice in his mind that whispered for him to do bad things.
He's always had anger coursing through his...
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✖️Knox✖️
I barely slept all night, my eyes were stinging from the lack of sleep but I didn't care My little Marigold was still asleep, and I tried to bask in every little bit of warmth I could get before she woke up.
I loved watching her sleep, the way she breathes so softly, and her chocolate hair splays over the pillow like a river of ecstasy, begging me to touch it The way her eyelashes ghosted her rosy cheeks.
She was a fallen angel, my angel.
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"Where have you been?" Dad asked immediately when I closed the door Fuck sake, I just wanted to get changed, Marigold was waiting in the car, I didn't have time for his shit.
"Out" I said simply "Out where?" He asked, I sighed "At Marigolds" I said, I hated the prick but I still needed to establish alibis. In case this all came back on me.
"The girl over the road?" He asked, as if he didn't already know "Yes. The girl over the fucking road" I muttered, jogging up the stairs.
I got dressed, before shuffling round to get all my stuff... when I noticed mom stood in the doorway "What?" I asked sharply, looking for my phone "I need to talk to you" she said, arms crossed, but I could see a little bundle of paper in her hand.
"What?" I said again, I didn't have time for this, my flower was waiting in the car all by herself "What are these?" She asked, throwing whatever was in her hand down onto my desk.
It was photos. My photos I clenched my jaw, fighting against myself to hit her in the fucking face "What are they?" She asked again "None of your fucking business. That's what" I said, snatching them up and putting them back in my drawer.
"Why do you have photos of her sleeping?" She asked sternly "Why do you care?" I asked back, finally finding my phone "Because it's weird Knox! Why do you have photos of her asleep? Why do you have photos of her full stop?" She asked angrily.
"She's my girlfriend, what we do, is none of your business" I seethed, ready to leave this bullshit "Of course it's my business, I'm your mother" she exclaimed.
"You were my mother when I was sobbing from all the burns and cuts. Now? You. Are nothing. To me" I said coldly, pushing past her "And don't you dare go through my shit again" I warned, who the fuck does she think she is? Going through my stuff... She needed to mind her own fucking business.
